Summer afternoon - Summer afternoon... the two most beautiful words in the English language. - Henry James
Ok, I know I haven't posted in over a week, but there hasn't been enough going on to warrant a good post until recently.
I've been enjoying my summer break very much, such as it has been. It's only really begun to feel like summer in these last few days. Last week was a little busy, so I was too frantic to really sit back and enjoy my freedom. As soon as the mass hysteria at my house quieted down, I really began to take advantage of my free time. On Monday I did a complete overhaul of my room and got rid of a bunch of my extra junk. My room is so clean now! It's awesome.
Tuesday I had to get up early and go to a piano lesson, and then on Wednesday I got up early for my first vocal lesson. It was really cool. My teacher is nice and I'm already learning a lot. My instructor, Dr. Uphaus, says I really am not an Alto, but should actually be a Soprano, so we're going to work on improving my upper range. I'm really glad, because I like singing high. :)
When I got home I helped my dad out a bit with stuff for a class he had to take to continue being a Driver's Ed. teacher. I drove around Troutdale a lot. It was "awesome". Today I did essentially the same thing, except I was driving around with other Driver's Ed. teachers who were taking the same class with my dad. They needed student drivers so they could do their final test thingy. This was also "awesome".
I have a couple parties and things coming up soon, and other fun stuff, so I guess the summer won't be as boring as I first anticipated. At this point I'm sensing that this vacation is going to pass by far too quickly. So sad....
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
Necessity makes even the timid brave. - Sallust
Some of you may know why I used that quote, and some don't. If you don't get it, don't fret, you probably don't need know.
In other news, the results of the poll are in and....*drum roll* our out of five voters in our lovely poll do not think being flexible is gross, Yay! The other voter in our anonymous poll (who shall remain nameless...*cough* Peter! *cough*) said that it's gross. And now I'm sure you're all wondering, oh my gosh Lynsey, are you ok? Are you getting sick? You should get that cough looked at! Oh, and you might also be wondering why I did the little poll.
On the 31st, I didn't have much to do, so I decided to relax with some Pilates. It was quite enjoyable and left me very flexible. I was so bendy I could touch my nose to my toes and other cool stuff like that. Peter (being the easily grossed-out by bendiness sort that he is) found this quite gross. We then argued a bit over whether flexibility was stinkin' cool, or just plain nasty. We really didn't get anywhere in our little fight, so I decided to leave it up to the public. So, the results are in and...*another drum roll* I win! Yay!
Some of you may know why I used that quote, and some don't. If you don't get it, don't fret, you probably don't need know.
In other news, the results of the poll are in and....*drum roll* our out of five voters in our lovely poll do not think being flexible is gross, Yay! The other voter in our anonymous poll (who shall remain nameless...*cough* Peter! *cough*) said that it's gross. And now I'm sure you're all wondering, oh my gosh Lynsey, are you ok? Are you getting sick? You should get that cough looked at! Oh, and you might also be wondering why I did the little poll.
On the 31st, I didn't have much to do, so I decided to relax with some Pilates. It was quite enjoyable and left me very flexible. I was so bendy I could touch my nose to my toes and other cool stuff like that. Peter (being the easily grossed-out by bendiness sort that he is) found this quite gross. We then argued a bit over whether flexibility was stinkin' cool, or just plain nasty. We really didn't get anywhere in our little fight, so I decided to leave it up to the public. So, the results are in and...*another drum roll* I win! Yay!
Saturday, June 05, 2004
Dreams come true. Without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them. - John Updike
Woosh!
Know what that was? It wasn't time flying past. Nay, it was my huge sigh of relief.
Yesterday was a totally awesome day. First period I had English with Mrs. Peterson (a class that is always a pleasure)and we took our final. The test wasn't too hard and I'm optimistic about how I did on it. The next class was French, and that was a truly interesting experience.
When I first got into the classroom my hope and prayer was that Mrs. Sutton would decide that we didn't need to take out oral interviews at all because we wouldn't have enough time to complete them before school got out for the summer. Mrs. Sutton was not in the room and was running a little late, and our entire class waited with baited breath for news concerning the interviews. Much to our chagrin, she was not going to let us off the hook and we still are going to try to get all of the interviews done before the end of the year. As soon as Mrs. Sutton told us that, she put all of our names into a hat or something and drew them out for the order in which we would go. The first person was my friend Sami Walker. I empathiized with her for a bit and then returned my attention to our teacher. As soon as she said the next name I was overcome with and almost insatiable desire to curse quite loudly. I was to take my turn after Sami.
After all of the names where drawn, the rest of the class made their way to another part of the building while Sami sat in the classroom with Mrs. Sutton and I waited just outside the door. After several minutes Sami came out and told me it was my turn to go in. I was really nervous, but answered the questions as well as I could. I'm still in shock over the grade I got, an A. How the heck did I pull that off!? Anyway, I left the classroom feeling as though a miracle had taken place right before my eyes.
After sitting around in the commons with my class for the rest of the period, I went off to science with Sami. When we neared the door, our teacher came over to us and told us that since we had both been such good students all year long, we were completely exempted from the final. Since that day was supposed to be a review day, she said we could go out to the commons or whatever and we don't have to go to class at all next Tuesday. I was once again feeling quite blessed, even though I got quite tired of sitting out in the commons for such an extended period of time.
After spending that whole period in the commons being bored, I made my way to PE. To be more specific, the last period of dressing down for PE I will ever have to endure. All we have left is to turn in our locks next Tuesday. Praise God.
After school I went home and, after eating and taking a quick shower, got dressed and made my way back to school to get on the bus to go sing at graduation. We left the school a little behind schedule and were later than we wanted to be for warming up, but it was ok. We sang pretty well and I had fun. After we sang I made my way over to where my parents were seated to watch Nathan and all my other senior friends get their diplomas.
I'm quite proud of myself because I didn't cry at all throughout the ceremony; I was sure I would. The only time I got close was when I finally convinced Nathan to give me a nice hug. (Or at least as close to a nice hug as one can get from him)
We got home at about 10:30 PM, and after my parents and brother left for the Senior All-Night Party, I watched Beauty and the Beast with Jill (who came to graduation with us) while we waited for her mom to pick her up. After Jill left I grabbed something to eat, watched a bit of TV, and then went to bed. But none of what I have just explained is what truly made it a great day.
Let's back-track a bit. When I arrived at school to catch the bus to graduation, I saw a list on the door. As soon as I saw it I knew what it was. I walked up to the sign and looked at the alto section, and the first name on the list was mine. As soon as I read that every fiber of my being leapt for joy and praised God. I could barely stifle my smile for the rest of night. I can still barely believe it's true. I'm just so happy. I've wanted it for so long, and now it's real! I just can't believe it.
Anyway, congratulations to all of the graduates. Have awesome lives, and set your goals and dreams high. You never know what might happen.
When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you
If your heart is in your dreams, no request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star as dreamers do
(Fate is kind, she brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing)
Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star, your dreams come true
Woosh!
Know what that was? It wasn't time flying past. Nay, it was my huge sigh of relief.
Yesterday was a totally awesome day. First period I had English with Mrs. Peterson (a class that is always a pleasure)and we took our final. The test wasn't too hard and I'm optimistic about how I did on it. The next class was French, and that was a truly interesting experience.
When I first got into the classroom my hope and prayer was that Mrs. Sutton would decide that we didn't need to take out oral interviews at all because we wouldn't have enough time to complete them before school got out for the summer. Mrs. Sutton was not in the room and was running a little late, and our entire class waited with baited breath for news concerning the interviews. Much to our chagrin, she was not going to let us off the hook and we still are going to try to get all of the interviews done before the end of the year. As soon as Mrs. Sutton told us that, she put all of our names into a hat or something and drew them out for the order in which we would go. The first person was my friend Sami Walker. I empathiized with her for a bit and then returned my attention to our teacher. As soon as she said the next name I was overcome with and almost insatiable desire to curse quite loudly. I was to take my turn after Sami.
After all of the names where drawn, the rest of the class made their way to another part of the building while Sami sat in the classroom with Mrs. Sutton and I waited just outside the door. After several minutes Sami came out and told me it was my turn to go in. I was really nervous, but answered the questions as well as I could. I'm still in shock over the grade I got, an A. How the heck did I pull that off!? Anyway, I left the classroom feeling as though a miracle had taken place right before my eyes.
After sitting around in the commons with my class for the rest of the period, I went off to science with Sami. When we neared the door, our teacher came over to us and told us that since we had both been such good students all year long, we were completely exempted from the final. Since that day was supposed to be a review day, she said we could go out to the commons or whatever and we don't have to go to class at all next Tuesday. I was once again feeling quite blessed, even though I got quite tired of sitting out in the commons for such an extended period of time.
After spending that whole period in the commons being bored, I made my way to PE. To be more specific, the last period of dressing down for PE I will ever have to endure. All we have left is to turn in our locks next Tuesday. Praise God.
After school I went home and, after eating and taking a quick shower, got dressed and made my way back to school to get on the bus to go sing at graduation. We left the school a little behind schedule and were later than we wanted to be for warming up, but it was ok. We sang pretty well and I had fun. After we sang I made my way over to where my parents were seated to watch Nathan and all my other senior friends get their diplomas.
I'm quite proud of myself because I didn't cry at all throughout the ceremony; I was sure I would. The only time I got close was when I finally convinced Nathan to give me a nice hug. (Or at least as close to a nice hug as one can get from him)
We got home at about 10:30 PM, and after my parents and brother left for the Senior All-Night Party, I watched Beauty and the Beast with Jill (who came to graduation with us) while we waited for her mom to pick her up. After Jill left I grabbed something to eat, watched a bit of TV, and then went to bed. But none of what I have just explained is what truly made it a great day.
Let's back-track a bit. When I arrived at school to catch the bus to graduation, I saw a list on the door. As soon as I saw it I knew what it was. I walked up to the sign and looked at the alto section, and the first name on the list was mine. As soon as I read that every fiber of my being leapt for joy and praised God. I could barely stifle my smile for the rest of night. I can still barely believe it's true. I'm just so happy. I've wanted it for so long, and now it's real! I just can't believe it.
Anyway, congratulations to all of the graduates. Have awesome lives, and set your goals and dreams high. You never know what might happen.
When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you
If your heart is in your dreams, no request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star as dreamers do
(Fate is kind, she brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing)
Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you through
When you wish upon a star, your dreams come true
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
Time is a cruel thief to rob us of our former selves. We lose as much to life as we do to death. - Elizabeth Forsythe Hailey
Woosh!
Know what that was? That was time flying past!
Yes, time has, in fact, been moving quite quickly as of late. These last few days of school promise to zip by before any of us have a chance to comprehend what that means, our freedom! No more pop quizzes, brain-liquefying tests, or evil teachers! We have the summer in its entirety to waste at our leisure! My heart quivers with anticipation.
Once again I have been foiled by my French teacher. As I previously mentioned, today was the day we were supposed to start our oral interviews, but nay! Mrs. Sutton was sick today! So we had a "review day" with a random sub. I was so angry! I invested time this weekend in studying and preparing for this God-forsaken test and it was all for naught! The one thing I was looking forward to for today was the solace in knowing that I could forget everything I had ever learned about the French language and not fear a contemptible grade. But no! grrr.....
My Expressions audition was yesterday, I think it went pretty well, and I'm really hoping I got in. We'll find out either Friday or sometime next week whether we made it.
Concerning the awesome survey being conducted below, the events will be divulged in full on Sunday, when the poll is set to close. I would tell you know, but I'm too lazy to type that much at the moment, and I'd hate to effect the true results of the poll by telling you guys what's behind it. But anyway, keep voting!
Woosh!
Know what that was? That was time flying past!
Yes, time has, in fact, been moving quite quickly as of late. These last few days of school promise to zip by before any of us have a chance to comprehend what that means, our freedom! No more pop quizzes, brain-liquefying tests, or evil teachers! We have the summer in its entirety to waste at our leisure! My heart quivers with anticipation.
Once again I have been foiled by my French teacher. As I previously mentioned, today was the day we were supposed to start our oral interviews, but nay! Mrs. Sutton was sick today! So we had a "review day" with a random sub. I was so angry! I invested time this weekend in studying and preparing for this God-forsaken test and it was all for naught! The one thing I was looking forward to for today was the solace in knowing that I could forget everything I had ever learned about the French language and not fear a contemptible grade. But no! grrr.....
My Expressions audition was yesterday, I think it went pretty well, and I'm really hoping I got in. We'll find out either Friday or sometime next week whether we made it.
Concerning the awesome survey being conducted below, the events will be divulged in full on Sunday, when the poll is set to close. I would tell you know, but I'm too lazy to type that much at the moment, and I'd hate to effect the true results of the poll by telling you guys what's behind it. But anyway, keep voting!
Monday, May 31, 2004
Sunday, May 30, 2004
You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it. - Robin Williams
Hmm, the way life has been lately, my spark is turning into a wildfire. I've had so much to do lately for school and all, and my level of sanity (such as it was) is getting dangerously low. The surprising thing is, I really don't feel all the stressed or nervous about anything. I've come to the conclusion that the school year is coming to a close, I've done my best, and all i have left to do id continue that work until the year really is done.
One thing that has been stressing me a bit is my French class. I've had so much work to do for that class it's been maddening. IN the last few weeks we've had multiple tests, one very large project (which I spent a total of ten hours working on) and next week we have oral interviews. I'm so sick of that entire language I could just scream. After my oral interview I plan on completely purging my brain of any knowledge of the French language. I will enjoy that very much.
But above all else, the thing I have been most worried about is my audition for Expressions this Tuesday. Expressions is the highest choir you can be in at RHS. The size is limited to 16 members, two to each section, and it's quite hard to get in. I've wanted to be in this choir since I first heard about it, and now's my chance. I really want to get in, and I think I have pretty good chances, but I'm still nervous. It helps that all of the altos are graduating this year, so there's plenty of room for me, and it also helps that (unlike many members of choir) I can read music. People I know who are in Expressions have been encouraging me and saying I have a really good voice and have a good shot at getting in, but I'm still nervous. I hope this works out...
I'm so glad we have a three day weekend. I've been so busy lately, I finally have some time to catch up on stuff I've been meaning to do like study, clean my room, figure out what's been going on with me lately, devise a plan of action for these next few weeks...
This is gonna be fun...
Hmm, the way life has been lately, my spark is turning into a wildfire. I've had so much to do lately for school and all, and my level of sanity (such as it was) is getting dangerously low. The surprising thing is, I really don't feel all the stressed or nervous about anything. I've come to the conclusion that the school year is coming to a close, I've done my best, and all i have left to do id continue that work until the year really is done.
One thing that has been stressing me a bit is my French class. I've had so much work to do for that class it's been maddening. IN the last few weeks we've had multiple tests, one very large project (which I spent a total of ten hours working on) and next week we have oral interviews. I'm so sick of that entire language I could just scream. After my oral interview I plan on completely purging my brain of any knowledge of the French language. I will enjoy that very much.
But above all else, the thing I have been most worried about is my audition for Expressions this Tuesday. Expressions is the highest choir you can be in at RHS. The size is limited to 16 members, two to each section, and it's quite hard to get in. I've wanted to be in this choir since I first heard about it, and now's my chance. I really want to get in, and I think I have pretty good chances, but I'm still nervous. It helps that all of the altos are graduating this year, so there's plenty of room for me, and it also helps that (unlike many members of choir) I can read music. People I know who are in Expressions have been encouraging me and saying I have a really good voice and have a good shot at getting in, but I'm still nervous. I hope this works out...
I'm so glad we have a three day weekend. I've been so busy lately, I finally have some time to catch up on stuff I've been meaning to do like study, clean my room, figure out what's been going on with me lately, devise a plan of action for these next few weeks...
This is gonna be fun...
Monday, May 24, 2004
We did not change as we grew older; we just became more clearly ourselves. - Lynn Hall
This post is to celebrate a number of things. First of all, this is my 100th post on my blog, and I think that's pretty darn cool. Second, I had a pretty good day because I barely had to do anything and got to just hang out instead.
The final and most prevalent reason for my rapture is actually something I'm quite proud of myself for realizing. This past week or so has brought me to the conclusion that recently, I have not been myself. I have been acting and dressing contrary to who I am. Swooning all over myself and changing how I act for some dumb guy is just really not my style, and i really don't need to wear any of the makeup I wear to school. I've decided to just be myself now. There will be less swooning, more intelligent conversation and makeup will pretty much be reserved for church and special occasions. Lip gloss will once again be my solitary must-have when "primping" in the morning.
This realization about how much I've changed myself for one person has drawn me to another important decision. I don't like that I exerted so much effort just to hopefully please this guy I mentioned in my last post, so I'm not going to worry about him anymore. I thank all of you guys who tried to give me advice concerning the situation, but I don't want to have a relapse. Besides, I saw the guy today and I think I just want to be his friend. He's really nice, but I don't think going out with him is what I really want right now. Hopefully I can still pursue a friendship with him and leave behind my little spell of extreme stupidity. Phew! I'm glad that's over!
Anyway, in order to celebrate my 100th post, my good day and my little epiphany, I have change the look of my site. Enjoy!
Edit - 5:22 PM
I almost forgot! Jenell has finally triumphed in the harsh environment known as RHS. She made dance team! I'm so proud...*cries*
This post is to celebrate a number of things. First of all, this is my 100th post on my blog, and I think that's pretty darn cool. Second, I had a pretty good day because I barely had to do anything and got to just hang out instead.
The final and most prevalent reason for my rapture is actually something I'm quite proud of myself for realizing. This past week or so has brought me to the conclusion that recently, I have not been myself. I have been acting and dressing contrary to who I am. Swooning all over myself and changing how I act for some dumb guy is just really not my style, and i really don't need to wear any of the makeup I wear to school. I've decided to just be myself now. There will be less swooning, more intelligent conversation and makeup will pretty much be reserved for church and special occasions. Lip gloss will once again be my solitary must-have when "primping" in the morning.
This realization about how much I've changed myself for one person has drawn me to another important decision. I don't like that I exerted so much effort just to hopefully please this guy I mentioned in my last post, so I'm not going to worry about him anymore. I thank all of you guys who tried to give me advice concerning the situation, but I don't want to have a relapse. Besides, I saw the guy today and I think I just want to be his friend. He's really nice, but I don't think going out with him is what I really want right now. Hopefully I can still pursue a friendship with him and leave behind my little spell of extreme stupidity. Phew! I'm glad that's over!
Anyway, in order to celebrate my 100th post, my good day and my little epiphany, I have change the look of my site. Enjoy!
Edit - 5:22 PM
I almost forgot! Jenell has finally triumphed in the harsh environment known as RHS. She made dance team! I'm so proud...*cries*
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